Prevent her rage, while night obscures the skies, And sail before the purple morn arise.

She said, and swiftly vanish’d from my sight, Obscure in clouds and gloomy shades of night.

They march, obscure; for Venus kindly shrouds With mists their persons, and involves in clouds, That, thus unseen, their passage none might stay, Or force to tell the causes of their way.

While Fortune favor’d, while his arms support The cause, and rul’d the counsels, of the court, I made some figure there; nor was my name Obscure, nor I without my share of fame.

As often as the night obscures the skies With humid shades, or twinkling stars arise, Anchises’ angry ghost in dreams appears, Chides my delay, and fills my soul with fears; And young Ascanius justly may complain Of his defrauded and destin’d reign.

The victor daemon mounts obscure in air, While the ship sails without the pilot’s care.

Obscure they went thro’ dreary shades, that led Along the waste dominions of the dead.

All these shall then be towns of mighty fame, Tho’ now they lie obscure, and lands without a name.

She told the Gauls’ approach; th’ approaching Gauls, Obscure in night, ascend, and seize the walls.

Tell: for the fact, thro’ length of time obscure, Is hard to faith; yet shall the fame endure.

But Trivia kept in secret shades alone Her care, Hippolytus, to fate unknown; And call’d him Virbius in th’ Egerian grove, Where then he liv’d obscure, but safe from Jove.

But he, the King of Heav’n, obscure on high, Bar’d his red arm, and, launching from the sky His writhen bolt, not shaking empty smoke, Down to the deep abyss the flaming felon strook.

Mine is Cythera, mine the Cyprian tow’rs: In those recesses, and those sacred bow’rs, Obscurely let him rest; his right resign To promis’d empire, and his Julian line.

Thick smoke obscures the field; and scarce are seen The neighing coursers, and the shouting men.

Like Eryx, or like Athos, great he shows, Or Father Apennine, when, white with snows, His head divine obscure in clouds he hides, And shakes the sounding forest on his sides.

Thick storms of steel from either army fly, And clouds of clashing darts obscure the sky; Brands from the fire are missive weapons made, With chargers, bowls, and all the priestly trade.

Some firebrands, others scaling ladders bear, And those they toss aloft, and these they rear: The flames now launch’d, the feather’d arrows fly, And clouds of missive arms obscure the sky.

…Like him, in caves they shut their woolly sheep; Like him, their herds on tops of mountains keep; Like him, with mighty strides, they stalk from steep to steep And now three moons their sharpen’d horns renew, Since thus, in woods and wilds, obscure from view, I drag my loathsome days with mortal fright, And in deserted caverns lodge by night; Oft from the rocks a dreadful prospect see Of the huge Cyclops, like a walking tree: From far I hear his thund’ring voice resound, And trampling…

Not far from these Phoenician Dido stood, Fresh from her wound, her bosom bath’d in blood; Whom when the Trojan hero hardly knew, Obscure in shades, and with a doubtful view, (Doubtful as he who sees, thro’ dusky night, Or thinks he sees, the moon’s uncertain light,) With tears he first approach’d the sullen shade; And, as his love inspir’d him, thus he said: "Unhappy queen! then is the common breath Of rumor true, in your reported death, And I, alas! the cause?

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